Wood floors make a parlor guitar come alive ..
Songs of contrition & lost love ..
Scotch , saltines , cigarettes & oil ..
A slow train to some southerly destination mimics-
an elder musicians pain & toil ..
Harlequins , false prophets & shamans -
troll my midnight thoughts ..
Drown them in music
Hold them under the water till the bubbles-
cease ..
Eliminate them by any means ..
Cleanse the hallways of my brain-
with a blues progression in the 'Key of E '...

**** the fire-starters
The shady & the deceivers
The pilferers of the gospel &
the fentanyl dealers ..
Good riddance to white collar thieves &
the killers of a dream ..
Abolish the lure of gold & the politicians-
greed ..
Scorn the demons who stifle imagination
Incarcerate the ******* that foster the fires of humiliation
Brand the tongue of the war monger , the zealot -
and those who stoke conflagration ..

Amen ...

A 'dream of dreams' to 'kick it' along the ocean ..
To travel familiar shores at daybreak
To explore blue mysteries in-
free fall symmetry
To glide the Summer winds
Set sail into a lovers twilight moon -
where seaside imaginations swoon
Bound for Neptune's lair -
with the sound of seagulls -
in thick , salty air
To rest atop sandbars , buoys and-
rooftops
A photographers muse
The musicians newfound melody
The painters inspiration
A poetess's play on words
O , to partake in the pelicans world ..

The punctual ******* refuses to go away
He appears every morning at the break of day ..
Grits & red hots & things that could have been
Time clocks & rude people & dreams into the wind
The hourly brain drain
Cubicle hell
Aspirations at the bottom of a well
Swilling coffee
Head hung low
My timely morning encounter-
is growing old ....

Walking 'Simplicity Lanes'
Like a Creek maiden with a shining mane
Her elders are shapes and songs of the forest
Bluebirds announce her forthcoming presence -
along the still waters ....
Every minnow , stoneroller & shiner circles the surface
Umber , greens & blues
Entangled vine & summer pine
White sand marries red clay shoulders
Wet feet , tickling grasses
Dandelion , wild onion & briar
Morning glory & honeysuckle
Sunbeams & field smoke
Honey & brine .....

Dew drops fell from leaf to leaf
In hopes of finding the storied sea
Falling with a dream of something better ...
Together , forever , wherever & whatever ...
Bigger , constant , urgent & quite clever ...
To grow old with tales of churning seas
Boggling young , maritime minds with --
thoughts of oak , pine & evergreen ...

Rainy day soldiers in groups of ten-
have overflowed the pond again
Hastily seeking the culvert to freedom ..
Bravely forsaking their watery kingdom..
Boarding rickety rafts of vegetable , tinsel , fescue , monkey-
grass & thistle ..
Leary , weary , fearless & fickle
They drill , patrol & preen ..
On a collard green leaf they chase-
the dream
Rafting uncertain , storm churned brooks-
& streams for a chance to mingle in-
nautical schemes ..

A talented blue star borrowed a cup of the magical moon
She sprinkled the pastureland as evening songsters-
performed their tunes
Dara led Earths Opera like a hand to the loom
The northern breeze tamed the Fire of June
She crocheted the constellations
Cross stitched the horizon
Wove the Belt of Orion
Offered blessings to Hill Country & her lake environs ...
Dara O Dara , Mother of Wisteria & Gardenia Blooms ,
traipse the forest of night and return soon...